Savio’s POV.
“She’s my sister!” Fiona argues.
I roll my shoulder back and massage my nose bridge tiredly, Fiona’s voice was loud enough that it rattled round my skull and had me nearly snapping, but I managed to reign in the effects of stress and frustration before I could pour it all out on my mate.
“Fiona, we don’t know for sure if she’s telling the truth,” Nino tries, he reaches for her hand but she snatched it back and levels him with a dark glare, hurt flashes across his face, but he quickly buries it and fixed her with a stern glare. “Yes, you look alike, but magic is a tricky thing and let’s do you are related. She tried to kill us for goddess’s sake!”
“She’s clearly loyal to them, we can’t risk everything because of one sob story, which may not even be f*****g true,” Kane adds.
